Chapter 104: Can't escape

An Fei grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, wiped the blood from the dagger, stood up and walked in the direction he had just observed.

Just after walking a corner, I saw a big man running over excitedly with a bottle of wine in his hand. When I saw An Fei, I smiled proudly: "Brother, do you think this wine is very good, right?"

"Why are you a little confused?" An Fei said in surprise.

"No!" The man raised the wine bottle and observed it carefully.

The wine bottle blocked his entire vision until An Fei cut off his throat. He felt his body weak. When the wine bottle fell off his hand, he still had an inexplicable look on his face. He couldn't figure out why An Fei attacked him. Everyone was brother...

An Fei caught the wine bottle with his left hand, put the dagger away and grabbed the other party's collar, gently placed the other party on the floor, and then pulled out the dagger with his backhand.

In the storage room, the man cursed and flipped around. Not everyone had this steak at home, at least it wasn't found here.

At this moment, the door of the storage room suddenly opened, and An Fei walked in with a wry smile.

"Brother, why are you here?" the big man asked in surprise.

"That bitch doesn't eat steak anymore, he wants to eat turkey." An Fei shrugged helplessly.

"Where can I go to find her turkey?" the big man shouted.

"That bitch has a very stingy taste. There is no way, just look for it. It's better if you don't have turkey to find a steak." An Fei shook his head.

"Damn it, I have to make her cry and call her mother!" The big man said angrily: "Brother, don't leave now, you can help me find it."

An Fei nodded and flipped it a few times, but it was a coincidence that the big man searched for a long time and didn't find the steak, but unfortunately it was raw.

“Isn’t this steak?”

"Finished?" The big man came over happily: "Fuck, this is a raw!"

"Forget it, I'll go grill steak, you go back first." An Fei took out his arms, took out a paper bag, and threw it over: "Leave this to you, be careful. Don't let that bitch discover it."

"Don't worry, brother!" The big man took the paper bag: "Is this medicine... fierce?"

"What do you mean... As long as the bitch drinks this medicine, even if our brothers don't touch her, she will beg us to touch the ground!" An Fei smiled lewdly.

"Hehe..." The man nodded heavily, put the paper bag carefully in the palm of his left hand, turned around and walked out. The brotherhood was at this point, and he was too lazy to ask the other party how he knew Bill and what he did in the Glory Mercenary Group.

But just as he walked past An Fei, he suddenly saw a cold light shot straight towards his throat. Among Orwell's men, he was the highest-power, second only to Orwell, and was a competent first-level swordsman. Although An Fei's move was too sudden, his movements were as fast as lightning, and his attention was completely on the pleasure that was about to happen, but when An Fei's dagger pierced into his throat, he still took action in time to grab the dagger tightly.

An Fei twisted and pulled his wrist, and the dagger was still left in the man's throat. The scorpion tail lion's tail needle was exposed. Then his wrist was sent forward again, and the scorpion tail lion's tail needle pierced into the other person's eye socket.

The probability of rigidity of more than 80% is very terrible. It can almost guarantee that the rigidity effect will be activated every time. Before the man could use his fighting spirit, his body was already stiff. He could no longer move.

An Fei pulled out the scorpion tail lion's tail needle and sent it into the hollow dagger. He stabbed it hard. The dagger penetrated straight into the big man's fist and penetrated deeply into the throat. After the rigid effect disappeared, the big man had lost any ability to resist and fell softly to the ground.

When An Fei walked out of the storage room calmly, he actually saw a gritting face: "Who do you think is a bitch?!"

"Ah... acting? Susanna, are you taking it seriously?" An Fei said helplessly. This time he was really helpless.

"You can say that I am...what?!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it when we solve the guy upstairs." An Fei hurriedly changed the topic: "Didn't I let you wait in the restaurant? Why are you here?"

Susanna snorted coldly and ignored An Fei. She was worried that An Fei would encounter danger, so she followed her all the way. Who would have heard An Fei's conversation? In fact, she also knew that An Fei was acting, but those two words made her very uncomfortable...

An Fei took out a black scarf from his arms, covered it carefully on his face, and then handed it to Susanna, indicating that Susanna would also cover it.

An Fei did not explain this thing in advance. Susanna was stunned and looked at An Fei with a consulting gaze.

"If you don't want to kill someone to silence you, you'd better wear it. Don't forget that there is a poor woman upstairs." An Fei said lightly.

"I understand." Susanna responded lowly and put on a black scarf. An Fei put Susanna's hair up and turned over the hood again. Susanna's hair was so distinctive that it was easy to leave flaws.

However, this movement seemed very ambiguous. There was only one punch between the two, which was like a couple circulating their emotions in their eyes. The next move should be to kiss... An Fei's expression was very calm because he just regarded Susanna as an intimate and powerful partner, while Susanna seemed very unnatural. An Fei's breath gently swept across her forehead, itchy and warm, making her feel indescribable, but she did not resist and let An Fei mercy.

"Okay." An Fei chuckled.

Following the wooden stairs, An Fei and Susanna carefully rubbed up step by step, trying to avoid making any sound. There were only four rooms upstairs, and Orwell was in a hurry and had no scruples at all. The sound was very loud. An Fei found Orwell's location without any effort.

"Please... my man will kill me..." A woman's moan came from it.

"Baby..." Orwell laughed angrily. Will the man who was cuckolded in anger be so embarrassed that he killed the woman under his body... He didn't want to care, he only knew that he wouldn't dare to find him on Orwell's head with the courage of the man.

"No..." The woman shouted. It was already the time for rape. "No" became meaningless. Of course, if you think about it from another perspective, it might be that the woman was rejecting herself and having pleasure.

An Fei stood quietly in front of the door of the room, waiting, but Susanna on the side had a flushed face and her breath became a little heavy. This kind of life palace could not have any impact on An Fei, and Susanna could not stand it. If she wasn't doing a mission, she might have to turn around and escape. This proves that everyone may have a fatal weakness. The key is to dig. If there is a condition, An Fei and Susanna will fight in a theater with a film. The screams and fierce collision will greatly affect Susanna's fighting spirit, and the final winner may become An Fei.

Susanna looked at An Fei several times, but she had to bear it when she saw that An Fei was still moving, but her fingers trembled slightly. No wonder Susanna, for a ignorant virgin, this stimulation was really too strong.

Finally, Orwell let out a heavy roar. An Fei kicked open the door suddenly, rushed forward two steps, then jumped up and rushed towards Orwell who looked back in shock. His figure drew an arc in the air, and in the blink of an eye it was above Orwell.

Orwell used force to his waist and suddenly changed positions with the woman under him. An Fei closed his wrist and let the woman pass. Then the dagger slid down and a deep blood groove was drawn on Orwell's exposed left head.

Orwell let out the woman in his arms and threw the woman at An Fei, reaching out to grab the sword at the head of the bed. At this time, Susanna also rushed in. The sword wrapped in white fighting spirit and stabbed Orwell's chest. Before he could stab Orwell, the unshrinkable penis scared Susanna and involuntarily closed her eyes. As a result, the sword's accurate head was deviated and only penetrated Orwell's abdomen.

An Fei's movements were extremely flexible, and he jumped upwards in a squatting posture, turning over, allowing the woman to pass, and then the dagger was poked out with all his strength. Due to the injury in his abdomen, Orwell's movement was slower. As soon as he grabbed the hilt of the sword, An Fei's dagger had stabbed his wrist. Although Orwell had already used his fighting spirit, his fighting spirit of this level was still a little less and could not be completely immune to An Fei's attack. An Fei's dagger cut a deep bone-visible wound on his wrist, and even the wrist bone was cut in half.

An Fei couldn't help but talk secretly. If he had changed to a normal person, he could easily cut off his entire hand. The defense ability of Dou Qi was indeed amazing!

Orwell made another terrible sound, and his right wrist suffered a severe blow. He was unable to draw his sword and hurriedly waved his left fist to An Fei's face.

Unfortunately, Orwell suffered heavy damage one after another and his combat effectiveness was greatly lost. An Fei shook his head gently and avoided Orwell's attack. Then the dagger was raised and it was stabbing into Orwell's neck. Susanna also drew out the long sword and stabbed it hard. This time the accurate head did not deviate. He stabbed straight from Orwell's chest. The tip of the sword had already penetrated his body, nailing Orwell to the bed.
Chapter completed!